In the past three weeks, our son has been REALLY moving. Turn your head for 2 seconds and there are many dangerous things that could happen. He could:
Spill beer (a.k.a. Daddy Juice) on the carpet.
Bite mom's neck Bram Stroker style.
Lunge for steak knife.
Pull plant over on head.
Reshingle the roof.
Teethe on the corner of coffee table.
Visit Phoenix without calling Aunt Brandi.
Boil water in a tea kettle.
Eat a garbage bag.
Play hot lava on the tablesaw in the basement.
Order 13 Jock Jam CD's via infomercial.
Change the differential fluid in truck...without blocking the tire!
Swim laps in the washing machine.
Live in Detroit.
Drink carpetbeer through a straw.
Shave with a straight razor.
Play with attic insulation.
Record and rebroadcst a MLB game without expressed written consent.
Buy fish on a Monday.
Drive with Mommy.
Stand next to Dad when he comments about Mommy's driving.
The list goes on...
Don't believe me?
Proof: This is a prime example of one of the many dangerous incidents we've caught on camera. Please note that the camera shoots at 5 frames per second.
[Why is there a high-speed, time lapse camera in our living room? Well, the story is complicated, but basically we like to repeat every experiment we see on Mythbuster's in order to guarantee it's plausibility/bustedness - preshow warning be damned...not to mention that Tenzin seems to get a kick out of the gun experiments the most.]
Here it is, our struggle with his new-found mobility...
of one day
sans Keifer Sutherland.
Hola Mar never had a chance.
May God rest his bilingual soul.